I Don't.

Dreamt that I was being forced into some kind of arranged lesbian marriage, despite not being gay.

CDC Going to See the Sea.

Last night, I dreamt that the entire ocean -- as in, the water itself -- had somehow become infected with HIV. Possibly even the HIV that causes SuperAIDS, since merely touching the water guaranteed that you'd come down with an aggressive form of the disease which would kill you in less than ten minutes.

Naturally, there was ocean water everywhere I went. Even here in Calgary, a good thousand or so kilometres inland from the nearest coast, we managed to experience a tsunami. This turned the entire city into an obstacle course through which I had to navigate. Water would randomly pour from roofs, I'd somehow find myself trying to balance on narrow paths near ocean water, and random jerks would try to throw the HIV saline at me.

Eventually, I forgot all about the Ocean of Disease, and wound up in an arcade doing something or other before being rudely awoken by my alarm clock.